I swallowed what I could, but she was humping my face and coating me with their goo, I fucking loved it!After I’d finished licking her out, everyone...sat down and carried on as normal.Well, Bibi served some more drinks and snacks, her tits were out and her skirt up around her waste, spunk was drying on the inside of her thighs. My dress was around my waist from both top and bottom, my fanny was a bit swollen and red, my face was covered in spunk.Ron and Andy sat either side of me, both. She twisted a little, pulling at his hair, her movements an unspoken complaint that he had moved away from the center of her pleasure. He kissed over the protrusion of her hip bone, down again towards the inside of her thighs and the tiny reminders of the stinging nettles. He sensed her annoyance in the guidance from her hand back towards her clit, but he ignored her, kissing from one thigh to the other while staring at her fully-aroused pussy. So tiny, so wet and such a proud clit that capped. Then she handed me black hold up stockings, which I also put on, then to my surprise, a pair of high heels in my size! She had obviously given this a lot of thought! I put them on, trying not to fall and break an ankle, then came the thigs that topped my outfit off, a dogs collar with the word fuckslut on the name tag and a pair of handcuffs, once the cuffs shut with an audible click, I knew I was under her control. She led me by the chain between the cuffs towards the bed, told me to get on my. After that, my father was a reformed man. He gave up burglary. My mother was a happy and relieved woman. She showered praise on me for the change of behavior in my father. My father and I, we took utmost care not to disturb my mother’s make belief. But we went together for grazing the herd and engaged frequently in out-door shootings. On course, my father narrated me all his stories. His prison scenes were very erotic. There was a young boy called Sahul, who was also a thief and a frequent.